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Wilhelm's voice drops to a whisper as he convenes with the rest of the party. "Aye, your words carry wisdom, Hulgyr. Let us wait 'till the sun sinks before we do anything. The darkness, I feel, will aid us rather than hinder us in our task. Eroin, do you think you are healed enough to do some...

OOG: What time of day is it? Wilhelm is cautious of the easy appearance of their camp. It could be that Oren might have warned the brigands. Or not. Either way, it would be a good idea to approach this with stealth. He stays at the back of the party and loads a bolt into his crossbow.

So, what happens when the Grim Reaper encounters a Vermin (nil intelligence)? Is it affected?

Ishmael keeps silent and follows Percy vigilantly.

I've seen an Enlightened Fist do quite well, myself, though said Fist was extensively powergamed. Polymorphing into the Wartroll or the Cave Troll helps a lot.

"We should advance toward the camp. Even if we were not to attack then, it would be wise for us to know more about our enemies before launching an assault. We should expect more encounters like this in the future and also prevent them from escaping." Wilhelm gathers the discarded equipment and...

Once again, Wilhelm offers the weapons to his comrades. If none of them take any, he'll put these in his pack. The proceeds from the sale of these weapons will be split in the future.

Wilhelm searches the bodies for any spoils of war. He doesn't like the idea of rifling through the bodies of dead men, but there is greater good to be had of their equipment besides sinking in a Ayratha-forsaken marsh. Also, Wilhelm is still greatly angered over Oren and he percieves these men...

OOG: With Wilhelm's extra move, he'll reload his crossbow. "YIELD OR FALL!" cries the Priest to their remaining opponent. He raises his crossbow and moves forward, firing a shot IF their enemy attempts to escape (though not firing if there is a chance to shoot his friends).

After Ishmael cures Rodimus of his maladies, he speaks. "I shall go with Percy" Ishmael looks up at the sorceress and realizes that her retinue barely reaches above her knees. "Though I would hardly suspect that the Fey Lord would find mine presence respectable" The Deep Halfling gets on his...

To answer your question, Krug: when your character receives enough XP to advance to the next level, send an email to myself and Knight Otu (our email addys are in the first post of the Character Thread) stating the need for approval for the next level. We look over your character, make sure...

Wilhelm approaches the wounded Eroin and chants a prayer of healing to his Goddess. With a glowing hand, he touches the Elf and channels positive energy unto her form. Healing: 1d8+1=7 OOG: Sacrificing Shield of Faith.

Seeing that Eroin is in grave danger, Wilhelm breaks into a run in order to get to her as fast as he can (80' run).

"Of course, Nars" Ishmael moves over to the dwarf and readies his wand. Seeing the severity of the injury, he uses up his lay on hands (4 hp) and uses charges from the wand as necessary. If anyone else asks healing from Ishmael, he also uses the power of the wand. OOG: Just roll per charge...

Veras-Re looks on silently as Jack does his work and Farid asks his question. None of his skills can yet help them in this predicament.

Seeing that his friends are probably going to run after this enemy and try to catch up to them, Wilhelm tries to load and shoot the crossbow in his hand. He's probably not going to hit, but he'll try anyway. He won't shoot, however, if his comrades are in the way.

Veras-Re ducks as well with Liberitas trotting behind him on spidery legs.

Wilhelm, since he is the most armored and the slowest, volunteers for rearguard. During the march across the swamplands, he takes out his crossbow but does not load it until battle comes.

Ishmael's warcries are silenced at the Redcap's falls. It takes a moment for the Deep Halfling to grasp the enormity of the situation and the defeat of their tenacious foe. "Huzzah! Our foe is felled by purple fire and enspelled iron! Three cheers for the Dwarf and the Sorceress!"

Wilhelm looks upon all this and the sight hardens his heart in his chest. "This atrocity extends beyond than mere brigandry. This is murder, theft and worse. Mere revenge will not do" He takes his dagger and cuts one of the corpse's hands free from the bed. A fire flickers in his eyes as a...